Remi walked onto the training grounds by himself. His sister and him had made a decision to split up and cover more ground. Activating his Sharingan to view the area more quickly finish their mission. After walking around for about ten minutes he decided that nothing was wrong here and he headed to the meeting place...the cloud district.
...Then think again.
Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 12:12 am
Remi and Dani Tsuizu
So you think you have what it takes...
Remi and Dani Tsuizu walked onto the training grounds and looked around. Still mad at her brother for silencing her...again, Dani refused to say a word in either mouth or mind. Remi was used to this treatment and did not pry. Looking at the sword that usually hug from his side he smiled and remembered his father giving it to him before he had died. It was forged by his father and just for him, no one would ever separate him from his sword...ever.
‡Katsuro, with nothing better to do with her life, was polishing a simple steel katana that she kept close to her at all. Most of her day had been rather boring and the Raikage told her to take the day off, relax a little bit since she had recently received the rank of chunin. She sat under a large tree, the wind mildly blowing as he concentration was interrupted from a quick gust. Sighing she finally set her tools down onto the ground as her back softly laid back onto the soft ground, looking up at the clouds the hovered over the village. Bored out of mind, she wished that something interesting would happen, some type of calling to set her mind at ease about this sudden peace.‡
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 9:17 am
xxxxxIt started first as a faint glimmer in sky and slowly grew larger and larger with each passing moment. Before long, a small grey cloud hung over the training ground before condensing into a ball and lower itself to the ground. It stopped, a few feet off the ground and began to rapidly restructure itself. In less than a few seconds, where once was a mass of Iron Sand, now stood a perfect clone of Toshiko. On top of an all black jumpsuit, she wore a grey vest, and her head band held back her hair, which blew gently in the wind. She looked at the twins for a moment before looking to Katsuro. She knew Katsuro had the day off, but a shinobi needed to be ready to defend herself at any time. "Remi. Dani. Before I can teach you, I want you to attack that Shinobi resting under the tree. She is a Chuunin, but with a two on one fight, it should be even. After that, I can see where you both stand." Toshiko crumbled into dust, reforming on the edge of the training grounds, waiting for the ensuing battle to begin. "Anytime you're ready, you can start."
Remi and Dani for a moment looked at each other and in their minds they came up with a plan. Flashing hand signs that mirrored each other comets began to rain down on the shinobi that the Kage told them to attack. If she would dodge the initial attack, Dani would go left with Sheraton in his hand, and his Sharingan active, and Remi to the right with her Byakugan active and preparing a Hyuuga taijutsu when she got in range.
Sakai entered the training grounds. She had come here several times in the past to work on her sword skills but this was the first time coming here since becoming a genin. As always she kept her visor helm on so she had taken the liberty of carving the cloud village symbol into the forehead. She sat down and crossed her legs, laying her katana across her lap. It was a fairly cheap weapon and had no special properties but like her it served a purpose. Sakai's mother had told her to find someone she could call master. With the dishonor and betrayal of her father still hanging over her head it was imperative that she do so in order to find a place within the village. Even during her days at the academy she didn't even need to use her byakugan to tell her she was being followed. Though since many years had passed the only times she was ever followed were at night so they were giving her some slack. "Byakugan..." Veins bulged around her eyes as she used the power of her bloodline to search the area. Nothing was hidden from her sight and it seemed no one was watching her today. Still it was good practice.
And then all of a sudden, everything that happen with Katsuro never happen. Poof!
Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 6:57 pm
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The newly promoted shinobi and his companion made their way into the training area. Velox figured both he and his dog had things they had to go over. Though this is what he told his white-furred companion, he knew it was himself who needed the majority of new knowledge and not the other. Almost immediately upon entering, he noted all that were about. His nose not only drew in the smells from all about, but the wakizashi-wielding samurai was also capable of see as far out as two kilometers thanks to his well-known Byakugan. His milky eyes settled upon another within the field: a lone female which sat with katana in lap. An eyebrow raised as he focused upon her. Her eyes. They were the same as his own. This caused much curiosity to arise within him. So much so, he chose to approach the girl. He and his companion moved across the field til they came before her. His eyes peered down at her from behind loose, wild hair. "Hello," he spoke in a soft, deep voice. His attempt at a friendly smile would only cause his enlarged canines to protrude. The three and a half foot tall wolf besides him rested upon its haunches and wagged its tail nonstop. It was more than clear that the young man and his companion were of the village. Both bore the village headband upon their necks.
Sakai didn't turn to face or look up at the person who approached her. She didn't have to. Her eyes immediately told her his were the same. "Cousin." All Hyuuga were connected somehow so most were distant cousins somewhere along the family line making cousin a term rather than an actual blood relations. Sakai stood up and held the sheath of her katana with one hand. "Is there something you need?" She never bothered with socializing and was always very direct.
He could not help but to maintain a smile at the sound of the "term". The Samurai readjusted himself and placed his hands in his pockets. White irises took a look around the field; though, his gaze remained upon her. "Isn't obviously a training ground? That's what I came for, Cousin." The wolf at his side lifted itself unto all fours. "Every shinobi needs a bit of training," it suddenly spoke the human tongue in a voice deeper than its own master. It turned about and began to stray into the field; knowing all to well not to stray. His snout remained planted in the grasses in search for who knew what. "You'd have to excuse my talking mate," he said as his right hand lifted from his pocket. It fell upon the hilt of the weapon holstered to the same side. "Wouldn't happen to be in the mood for some training, would ya?" His slightly defined irises fell back unto the girl. He was eager to grow in strength, and to see what his distant relative was capable of.
Despite the fact the hound was talking Sakai's expression remained passive. "Perhaps. Though this is my first time seeing a canine that can speak the common tongue or perhaps it is a skill of his master's?" It was rather clear that her way of speaking was much more formal than his. Sakai looked at the young man talking to her, he definitely had the Hyuuga eyes and was a few years older than her. This would be interesting. "If you wish to spar with me it is only proper to introduce ones self first."
"Couldn't the same be said for ya self?" His fingers tapped the butt of the hilt with a certain strum of a song almost even foreign to himself. It came to an abrupt stop. "Velox V. Sokuryoku." The sixteen year old male made a small motion with his head to nod to his companion. "Battle buddy: Ichimaru. He actually taught me how to speak..." The wolf's ears flicked up as the sound of his master's voice gave them a polite touch. Velox's hand reached up to his chin; he remained in contemplation. His course of action would either place his companion or himself at the tip of the young lady's sword. His eyes closed with gentle ease as he stepped back several paces. After taking about four large steps, he halted. A slight bow was displayed from his head alone. "Ya can make the first move if ya'd like. Also, I will not involve the wolf. Unless ya want me to. That's on you." His speech was different due to his childhood spent with the wolf and its pack. The man was an odd one.
"Sakai Hyuuga." She raised her katana with her right hand and held it in front of her, still in it's sheath. She had no real style per say but held her weapon firm and still. "And one on one seems much more fair." Sakai dashed in towards Velox and stopped a short of him. She jabbed out with her katana in an array of rapid lunges aiming for nothing in particular.
Saiga stepped onto the training grounds, his golden eyes scanning the area emotionlessly. The kitsune sighed and sat under a tree, closing his eyes. The man meditated in silence as he waited for his sensei to come to the grounds, his twin fox tails wrapping around his waist and his katana resting in his lap.
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2014 11:42 am
She was spunky. He liked this. The first series of strikes were aimed after a forward movement, backed by a sudden burst of muscle. The Chuunin read her motions with ease; his reaction time a tad swifter in comparison with the young lady. The point which she used to jab narrowly slipped by Velox's body and limbs as he strategically evaded and entered further into her space. So much so, the two's stances were near interwoven; face's mere inches apart. "Too slow," he spoke softly. His words were not without out cause. Spoken only for the soul purpose to give the one before him a fair advantage. In the time it took him to speak two words, the kunoichi before him would surely have more than enough time to witness his raised, open palm. The boy's hand shot for the woman's torso. He was careful not to pack much power behind it; in the case, he found himself to land his counterattack.
